The soft lamp lit up the living room as the film stopped. Leaving a conversation between the three of you.

Toji sat back on the couch, glancing between his son and you.

Megumi’s object of affection.

Though it wasn’t expected, Toji couldn’t exactly care less. It’s about bloody time Megumi fell in love

The father cleared his throat, “Don’t knock her up too early, right?”

Megumi could only scoff, his messy black locks falling into his eyes. Ofcourse his dad was enjoying this

He folded his arms, “I don’t intend on following your footsteps and mating like rabbits.”

The two fushiguros share a look- a look only a father and son could share. The similarities was uncanny.

Toji grumbled in amusement, his hunter eyes keeping a close eye on your proximity with Megumi.

“so, you wanna date my son.” he dryly grins, “or is he playing a joke?”

Megumi throws something at Toji. Which is enough to say this probably isn’t a little joke to appeal to the older man.